My life is pretty good.  I mean I have a great job and I really like it.  But if I could have my fantasy, I’d own a shop.  An art gallery that sold my photos, other people’s photos and had a cafe attached to it.  Not a full fledged restaurant, because I have heard too many horror stories about that, but just a little cafe that specialized in good things that people like to eat.

The store would also sell clothes, featuring my photos on them, but cool stuff.  Not the ridiculous photo printed t-shirts I wear in real life.  Those aren’t designed.  I’d design them.  Wouldn’t these look great on a t-shirt?:

More snow leopards.  Go ahead and call this place the “Right side of the Snow Leopard.”  As in I’m on the side where I won’t end up getting mauled by the leopard.  Let’s sit back and enjoy a few more pics:

A studio apartment far from home, watching Gossip Girl, seeing this scene:

Just a little bit:

Occasionally I get out of work early.  I’m kind of exhausted so I come home and I flip on the TV.  Showing ENDLESSLY on my TV is this thing called “Keeping Up With the Kardashians.”  Now I’m not going to get all hoity-toity here.  I watch Housewives, endlessly. I’ll even watch Jeff Lewis on “Flipping Out” because I secretly believe Jeff really does love Zoyla.

But that Kardashian thing, is different.  In a bad way.  Its like the Burger King that makes your stomach hurt.  Its like a sour macaron. I can’t understand it and by that I mean I can’t understand why those people are famous, how they are even mildly interesting to anyone or why Kim is married to a guy who looks, sounds and moves like Lurch.

Well, anyway, I bet if you really searched where they came from, we would find that they actually came to the Earth through this portal.  Fully formed, in leopard print, complaining endlessly about their missing “$75,000 diamond earrings”:

Sloping green space that is confusing, but interesting at the same time: